Traces of Love Linger

It's hard to believe that Amelia and Amy have only been gone ten days.  Their visit seems like it took place a long time ago.  Count yourself fortunate if you're a grandparent with your grandchild living nearby.  We're still enjoying the little traces of the visit that were left behind.

We allow Amelia to play with Play Doh when she is with us.  All kids love Play Doh and all parents hate it.  It makes a big mess and the children never put it up properly.  This is the set that "grows hair" on the monster so you can cut it off with the plastic scissors.  Amy had one similar to this when she was a little girl.  Today I wiped up what I hope are the last crumbs of Play Doh and it made me smile.  I could still see her playing with it while I cooked.  (Thankfully none of it ended up in our food.)

I found this heart behind an end table when I pulled it out to vacuum.  Similar notes of love were found all around.

I found this on the desk in her room.  Expecting it to say "I Love You", I opened it.

Oh well, she must be as proud of my age as I am.  After all, turning 65 opened up a wonderful new world for me. 

Retirement continues to be all and more than I expected.  We wake up when we want to.  We have time to wake up slowly with a cup of coffee or hot chocolate.  If we decide we want to go somewhere, we go.  It's a feeling o freedom and it's great.  I really thought it might take me some time to adjust to not being needed by everyone at work, but it didn't.  We continue to look forward to good times ahead.